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Medusa's Slave

When I walk through these halls
You are close behind
When I look at these walls
I can see the lies
What difference does it make
I see you there
If this is what it takes
I won't shed a tear
So watch my face turn to stone
Medusa's slave
I am
Ice cold
Don't look in my eyes
They burn to bright
Or maybe you should
I can watch you fill with fright
So make my day
And make me forget
Now go away
Before I regret.




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